Do you see this picture? I can’t stand looking at it. It was taken on the way to Chop for the emergency shunt surgery. Two weeks before my baby became an angel. Why you may ask? Because my little … Continue reading
Numb I sat on the couch today wanting to write. I have so many things to say. I thought to myself: Sad or Happy? It can go either way. Our family’s life is like that every day. Ups … Continue reading
Happy New Year. I need to thank all of Gabby’s supporters and the people that helped us and continue to help us. When Gabby first got sick, people stepped up and so much on. We will never be … Continue reading
If you’re going through hell, keep going. ~Winston Churchill Here we are. It’s been almost three months since my Gabby earned her wings. I can’t seem to remember most of those three months and that simple fact scares … Continue reading
“Sorrow makes us all children again – destroys all differences of intellect. The wisest know nothing.” ~Ralph Waldo Emerson 2 months past Gabby left us on 9/11/2011. So easy to type, four little words and a few numbers….. Acceptance, … Continue reading
Tonight we were having dinner and Katie called me a liar. I asked who did I lie to, she said her, Madison and I lied to Gabby and told her she was going to get better. I … Continue reading
Three days ago I got drunk. Beyond drunk, goofy, silly drunk. During this time I talked about Gabby, yelled, laughed and cried at the end of the night. The next day I stayed in bed till 4:00p.m.I didn’t … Continue reading
“2-3 months without treatment, 6-18 months with treatment” That’s what we were told. For the first two months Gabby was put through hell. A month in a hospital bed, followed by a month driving down to chop daily … Continue reading
Before this started, before Gabby was diagnosed, I didn’t realize how different the two words afraid and worried were. Since this happened I have constantly been worried for Gabby. Worried she wouldn’t grow up to figure out I was … Continue reading
Then and now When we were in the hospital all Carolynn and I kept convincing ourselves was that when we got home everything would get better. All three of us were in a hospital room 24 hours a day. … Continue reading